Scripture Verse

I…saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and He will dwell with them, and they shall be His people, and God Himself shall be with them, and be their God. Revelation 21:2–3


J. Lincoln Hall (1866–1930)

Words: James F. Bel­ford, in The Voice of Praise, ed­it­ed by Lin­coln Hall, C. Aus­tin Miles & Ir­vin H. Mack (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1904), num­ber 42.

Music: J. Lin­coln Hall (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Bel­ford (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), or a bet­ter one of Hall,


Rejoice, ye saints of God!
Before your weary eyes
The shining mansions of the blest
On Jordan’s bank arise.
Strike all your harps in joy!
Loud let your praises ring!
It is the new Je­ru­sa­lem,
The city of the King!


Jerusalem! Je­ru­sa­lem!
Lift high the joyful song!
Jerusalem! Je­ru­sa­lem!
For which we’ve struggled long!
As strangers we have wandered,
Far in a desert land;
Our exile now is over,
Behold our native strand!

Within those gates of pearl
Nor sin, nor death can come;
No night, nor sorrow shall o’ercloud
The soul’s eter­nal home.
Rest shall be yours from toil;
Sweet peace, instead of pain;
The discord of the earth shall cease,
The love of God shall reign.


Speed on, O pilgrim host,
With feet that ne­ver tire;
Soon shall you reach that golden strand
The goal of your desire.
Hark! ’Tis an angel’s song,
Borne to you on the wind,
Come, faithful souls, and in your Lord
Eternal solace find.


Rejoice, ye saints of God!
The weary warfare’s past,
And death and hell are trampled down
Beneath your feet at last.
Throughout unending years
Glad praises shall you sing,
Within the new Je­ru­sa­lem,
The city of the King!